Monday, July 31, 2006

Where are we going and what am I doing in this handbasket?

Reading this weekends headlines, all I can think of is a Flemish proverb -
"What a man says drunk, he's thought sober"
A variation on In Vino, Veritas, true but a slightly different slant.

It's DC, it's summer, it's miserable. From July to September, the weather prediction doesn't change much - Hazy, Hot, and Humid; chance of afternoon thunderstorms.

Our resident Brit was shocked earlier this year when we offered iced tea. He asked how I would feel if offered iced coffee - I told him "wait 'till August, you'll drink tar if it has ice in it".


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